Last night, my friend Lindsay posted a link to a Fab Sale on my Facebook profile. It was this delightful brass disc adorned only with a scant phrase on it: “Fuck.”
I was intrigued.
I clicked through to the Fab sale, found the designer, and promptly Googled the shit out of “Metal Taboo.” My effort landed me in an Etsy store, and from there, I was lost. Ever so brilliantly lost in a sea of shiny filth.
I ordered two pieces.
So today, I’m introducing you to Metal Taboo. There’s nothing at all in it for me — Etsy doesn’t even have an affiliate program. All I know is that my audience is going to love Metal Taboo just as much as I do.
In a world that tells us that we should dial it down or even turn it off, I applaud Tiffanie — the artisan behind Metal Taboo — for turning that shit UP. It seems she even has a consulting business to help debunk the “starving artist” myth and take other artists from ker-plop to profitable.
All images in this post are via Metal Taboo’s Etsy store — and I sure as hell hope she doesn’t mind finding about 10,000 new fans.
I’m including a small gallery of some of my favorites.